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                    <title>TIGblogs - sulail 's TIGBlog</title> 
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                    <description>What's on the minds of young leaders from around the globe?</description> 
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                    <title>life through death..</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/206215</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[death was foreign, for me before two years..<br />
the blow is hard and the ace is severe yrs hav passed since my great mommy's death..i still remba each n every moment of the day..how things wen wid the feeling tht the lost one won cum bc..how i cried nytes begging god fur jx a meeting wid granny..writing letters (still wid in me) knwing nu1 cud make to reply all ws i dunu wht...tht day i learnt tht death is so hard to explain<br />
my grandma ws realie mur thn grand.. grand!.i cn still feel the pain wid the same intensity wen she left..i still remba the tym wen we were in the hospital me n my mum were in the room my mum standing abit far frm the bed n i I sat down so her open eyes could see mine. I looked into her eyes and rubbed her hand i told her that I loved her. When I saw that she was spending a great deal of effort to speak, I told her she didn't need to say anything. I kissed her forehead. everybody ws in a lull..the nex day very early morning the news came to us me n my sis were togather in r room i remba myself holding my green coloured phycs buk (i had final xam the nex few hrs)..My parents held us tightly as we let the tears pour out.i luved her alot n so did she..She did simple things to make me feel loved...like during dinner, she'd put a piece of food in her mouth to test the temperature so it wouldn't be too hot for me to eat.i cud still feel myself sitting wid her feeling her tuch..wen she used to cum n saty at r place my sis n i always dropped glooves ova the things she ll sleep wid me or u..she always luved to cee me securing high grades..her flashes r still alive in my mind n heart n cnt ever die..i cnt forgt the evry single moment i hav spent wid her..i realie miss her so much ..<br />
I tried to breathe in the image of her with her still body and closed eyes. I remembered when I'd breathed her into my memories the day i strted to carry on wid my life again i neva thought n still dun think the wound is worth healing..i kept on dreaming It made me feel warm and happy when she showed up in my dreams every couple of days.To me that means experiencing her death and my grief, taking it in, and letting myself feel all my feelings. I can't change the fact that I'll always miss her. But finally being able to smile and cry after thinking about my grandmother, that's moving on to me.<br />
..i always liked to take my steps wid my grandma coz she neva said "hurry up" she tuk her tym to walk so did i like bout all<br />
She seemed to have a special connection with God and with everything in life. she wished to contiue her earth plane fur mur longer bt...Now I wished I had spent more time with her, told her that I loved her. I had to look at my life all over again.!! i miss her so much god bless her!<br />
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					<pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2007 17:26:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>fully apporved!</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/195937</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[fur sure cnt be :p]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2007 03:06:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>but you dint....(parenting)</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/182763</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[ahh today i wen through the best piece awf writing dun by stan gehbrt it is aazing!<br />
<br />
i luked at uand smiled the oda day<br />
i thought u d see me but u dint<br />
i said i luv u and waited for what you would say<br />
i thought u d hear me but u dint<br />
i asked u to cum outside an play ball wid me<br />
i thought u d follow me bt u dint<br />
i drew a picture jx fur u to see<br />
i thought u d save it bt u dint <br />
i made a fort fur us back in the woods<br />
i thought u d camp wid me bt u din<br />
i found sum worms n' such fur fishing if we cud<br />
i thought u d wan to go bt u din<br />
i needed u to talk to,my thoughts to share<br />
i thought u d wan to bt u din<br />
i told u bout the game hoping tht u wud b dre<br />
i thought u d surely cum bt u din<br />
i asked u to share my youth wid me<br />
i tht ud wan to bt u cudnt<br />
my country call me to war u asked me to cum home safely<br />
"but i dint"!]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2007 13:29:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>natural humorz by kids~</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/180391</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[Steven (age 3)<br />
hugged and kissed his Mom goodnight.<br />
"I love you so much, that when you die I'm going to bury you outside my bedroom window."<br />
<br />
<br />
Brittany (age 4)<br />
had an ear-ache and wanted a painkiller. She tried in vain to take the lid off the bottle. Seeing her frustration, her Mom explained it was a childproof cap and she'd have to open it for her.<br />
Eyes wide with wonder, the little girl asked: "How does it know it's me?<br />
<br />
<br />
Susan (age 4)<br />
was drinking juice when she got the hiccups. "Please don't give me this juice again," she said, "It makes my teeth cough."<br />
<br />
<br />
Diane (age 4)<br />
stepped onto the bathroom scale and asked: "How much do I cost?"<br />
<br />
Marc (age 4)<br />
was engrossed in a young couple that were hugging and kissing in a restaurant. Without taking his eyes off them , he asked his  dad: "Why is he whispering in her mouth?"<br />
<br />
Clinton (age 5)<br />
was in his bedroom lookin g worried. When his Mom asked what was troubling him, he replied, "I don't know what'll happen with this bed when I get married. How will my wife fit in?"<br />
<br />
James (age 4)<br />
was listening to a Bible story. His dad read: "The man named Lot was warned to take his wife and flee out of<br />
the city but his wife looked back and was turned to salt."<br />
Concerned, James asked: "What happened to the flea?"<br />
<br />
Tammy (age 4)<br />
was with her mother when they met an elderly, rather wrinkled woman her Mom knew.<br />
Tammy looked at her for awhile and then asked, "Why doesn't your skin fit your face?"<br />
<br />
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					<pubDate>Thu, 12 Apr 2007 01:10:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>complaining..</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/172467</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[If you want to be seen stand up , If you want to be heard speak up , If you want to be appreciated shut up<br />
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LIfe is full of crap ......]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2007 14:48:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>part of team..huh?</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/172463</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2007 14:43:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>superiority</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/172461</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[before u convince yourself tht u r superior,and tht yr efferts are making a differnce remba tht others hav been selected before u!]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2007 14:39:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>soft thinker~~</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/172391</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<br />
**FAILURE**<br />
<br />
FAILURE duSN,T MEAN --U R A FALURE<br />
It Means --u ve Nt Succeeded.<br />
<br />
Failure Dusn,t Mean --u Accomplished Nothng,<br />
It Means ---u ve Learned Somethng.<br />
<br />
Failure Dusn,t Mean --Tht U ve Been A Fool ,<br />
It Means --Ud A Lot Of Faith.<br />
<br />
Failure Doesn,t Means---u Don,y Have It ,<br />
It Means -- U Have To Do Something In A Different Way .<br />
<br />
Failure Doesn,t Mean ---u r Inferior,<br />
It Means ---u R Not Perfect .<br />
<br />
Failure Doesn,t Mean -- u,ve Wasted Ur Life ,<br />
It Means -- u ve A Reason To Start Afresh .<br />
<br />
Failure Doesn,t Mean ---u Shud Give Up.<br />
It Means ---u Must Try Harder .<br />
<br />
Failure Doesn,t Mean --u,ll Never Make It,<br />
It Means --It ll Take A Lil Longer.<br />
<br />
Failure Doesn,t Mean--God Has Abandoned You.<br />
It Means -- God Has A Better Way For You .<br />
:)<br />
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					<pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2007 09:16:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>courage n strenght..??</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/162301</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[honestly speaking wen eva sumthin takes plc so tht i give up a luk on dese words courage and strength i cum up wid differen conclusions everytyme..<br />
<br />
in a nut shell:<br />
"standing fur wht u believe in,regardles awf the odds against u n the presure tht tears at yr resistance ...is courage"<br />
<br />
"Keeping a smile on yr face wen inside u feel like dying fur the sake of supporting others..holds strength"]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sat, 17 Feb 2007 05:01:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>who strted wid da trend?</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/162075</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<br />
IT ws intersting fur me to knw tht:The 'first true Valentine card' was sent by Charles, duke of Orleans, to his wife in 1415 when he was imprisoned in the Tower of London. <br />
<br />
<br />
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					<pubDate>Thu, 15 Feb 2007 00:54:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>valentine's day!!</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/162073</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[i cudnt resis writin over it!Valentine day actually a sad story because on that day a soldier name valentine was galloped on that day because he loved a king daughter. Do we celebrate because he was galloped? Can u tell me the reason for celebrating the valentine day? <br />
<br />
<br />
y do we celebrate this valentines day..jx on 14th feb wen we hav a valentine fur 365days a year or y do we hav to wait to tell hm hur wht so eva jx to ds date..do we strt loving ppl wid dates..i dunu how many ppl in this world think so bt i hav failed to answer every such question..]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Thu, 15 Feb 2007 00:46:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>chuckle it awf :)</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/161915</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[The nice thing about being a celebrity is that if you bore people they think its dre fault!<br />
<br />
Henry Kissinger]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Tue, 13 Feb 2007 01:37:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>to my chum ;)..</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/160943</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[actually nowords can xpress how special u r gawd bless ya!]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Tue, 06 Feb 2007 13:41:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>The Great Albert Einstein * *</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/160759</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<br />
School class photograph in Munich , 1889. Einstein is in the front row, second from right. He did well only in mathematics and in Latin (whose logic he admired). <br />
Was Einstein's Brain Different? <br />
<br />
Of course it was-people's brains are as different as their faces. In his lifetime many wondered if there was anything especially different in Einstein's. He insisted that on his death his brain be made available for research. When Einstein died in 1955, pathologist Thomas Harvey quickly preserved the brain and made samples and sections. He reported that he could see nothing unusual. The variations were within the range of normal human variations. There the matter rested until 1999. Inspecting samples that Harvey had carefully preserved, Sandra F. Witelson and colleagues discovered that Einstein's brain lacked a particular small wrinkle (the parietal operculum) that most people have. Perhaps in compensation, other regions on each side were a bit enlarged-the inferior parietal lobes. These regions are known to have something to do with visual imagery and mathematical thinking. Thus Einstein was apparently better equipped than most people for a certain type of thinking. Yet others of his day were probably at least as well equipped-Henri Poincaré and David Hilbert, for example, were formidable visual and mathematical thinkers, both were on the trail of relativity, yet Einstein got far ahead of them. What he did with his brain depended on the nurturing of family and friends, a solid German and Swiss education, and his own bold personality. <br />
A late bloomer: Even at the age of nine Einstein spoke hesitantly, and his parents feared that he was below average intelligence. Did he have a learning or personality disability (such as "Asperger's syndrome," a mild form of autism)? There is not enough historical evidence to say. Probably Albert was simply a thoughtful and somewhat shy child. If he had some difficulties in school, the problem was probably resistance to the authoritarian German teachers, perhaps compounded by the awkward situation of a Jewish boy in a Catholic school. <br />
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					<pubDate>Mon, 05 Feb 2007 06:35:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>hav a luk ...</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/160763</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[daily work out is gud fur health ;)]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Mon, 05 Feb 2007 06:35:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>hope in the bottle</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/148419</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<br />
I don't like to see you hurting,<br />
Or even a tiny bit sad,<br />
I only wish I could protect you,<br />
From all that's terribly bad....<br />
<br />
If I could take a little hope,<br />
And package it somehow,<br />
I'd send it straight to you,<br />
To use when you're down....<br />
<br />
I could put it in a bottle,<br />
Like a sweet-smelling perfume,<br />
And when you need a little cheering up,<br />
You could spray a little on you...<br />
<br />
They say a little aroma-therapy,<br />
Can help the heart somehow....<br />
So, maybe a little hope in a bottle,<br />
Will pick you up when you're down.<br />
 <br />
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					<pubDate>Mon, 22 Jan 2007 00:54:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>my pet =)</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/148417</link> 
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					<pubDate>Mon, 22 Jan 2007 00:46:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>~purpose awf man!</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/148321</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[the position of man in this world is extremely strange as far as the period of the lyf is concernd! this world is no mur as the transisitory abode and this lyf is no less thn a short journey..the purpose of man's entry to this world is blanketed wid darknes..frm the cursory glance it appears tht a man is created for his fello beings..wer da reflections of each other..the fundamental object of man's xistance is the service to thoz who r close to him....<br />
do we think abt the purpoz of wht v r living or v jx go straight ahead wid the sense tht lyfe is jx to njoy n njoy no mater wht happens!]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sun, 21 Jan 2007 23:52:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>thought of da day!</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/72331</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[every morning wen da sun rises a deer awakens knowing it hs to outrun the fastest lion or to be hunted to death....<br />
....<br />
....<br />
....<br />
<br />
but wen the sun risesda lion awakens knwoing it hs to outrun the slowest deer or be starved to death!!<br />
~ it duzn matter whether one is lion or a deer ,wen sun rises betta be runnin at onez best!]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Tue, 28 Nov 2006 14:40:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Making A Difference With Unity</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/72229</link> 
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					<pubDate>Tue, 28 Nov 2006 10:06:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>y things go wrong..</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/69311</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[you cannot be brave if you had only wonderful things happen to u!...<br />
<br />
sumtymes i do wonder arun y things go wrong wen God is da supreme authority he has power ova all things.. thn sumthings made me think i cud never be be strong if things wen perfectly alrite.. wen sum misfortune strikes v r disheartened! v loose faith which leads to worries.. wen God causes a tree to go down he takes care tht is birds cn nestle on other tree.. we often ask wrong question GAAWWD y me?? the rite qztion to be asked is god wht r u trying to tell me.. wht shall i do abt it ?how cn u help me so tht i cn acomplish in spite of it?<br />
being positive is nt in onez nature though one realie tries bt.... i neva suceeded in duin so!<br />
<br />
ve a blessed day!<br />
cheeraX]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Wed, 22 Nov 2006 01:10:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>massive traffic...</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/68487</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[Godd ... m pissed wht the hell trafic is here in karachi.it tuk me an hr jx standing on the road.. the signal ws working bt the trafic ws madly jam..n the noise made me all carzie..i wasted precious tym js peeping out of the window to c whts going on the rite front side of the road!!.. no budy cares to follow the rulez ppl ve strted believing in "rules n regulations are jx ment to be broken lately.."... sick!! i swear...evan on the red signal wen ppl knw cars r nt gona move until it turns green they jx keep honking and honkin al way til ther apearz yello lite sumtymz i feel geting out of car n asking da person taking away hs keys to walk away if he hs no paitience!!guys cum off!!..autoz n bike jx carry on wid kutin stuf until they dun damage sumthing..!dre restless souls...<br />
conclusion widrawn: traffic hs made our lives more thn miserable!!]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Mon, 20 Nov 2006 01:36:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>quote of the day~</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[what lies behind us<br />
and what lies before us<br />
are tiny matters comapred to<br />
what lies wid in us!<br />
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~Ralph waldo emerson]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Mon, 06 Nov 2006 14:13:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>~happy bday- owais</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[some days r special in life like some special people wen these days r related to these special peole one of these special days is the day on which these people have come in world to b a true frend the same is the day wen a true frend came into this world n now that person is my frend <br />
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Kick off ur shoes,take a break,Crank the tunes,Dance  Shake,light the candles,cut the cake .Make ita a day,that's simply Great!!! Happy B'Day....<br />
all of the joys and warm memories of a birthday are brought2 wish  u soo <br />
HAPPY BIRTHDAY<br />
ii<br />
iiiiii<br />
iiiiiiiiii<br />
iiiiiiiiiiii<br />
iiiiiiiiiiiiii<br />
<br />
<br />
We wish you a Happy Birthday<br />
Whether we are near or far away miles<br />
We are happy to come together<br />
With all our great big smiles<br />
We are bringing many wishes<br />
Especially wrapped up for you<br />
Wanting you to have very happy times<br />
In the celebrations we do for you<br />
For this tym belongs to you<br />
On this your own special day<br />
May all your biggest wishes come true<br />
For you in a very special way<br />
<br />
 <br />
~~~TODAY~~~<br />
<br />
<br />
  <br />
Oh! it indeed is a beautiful day<br />
Stars are twinkling bright in the sky<br />
Clouds all calm  wind on its way,<br />
Ah! There it is, the moon, wishing you a very happy Birthday.<br />
<br />
For u must have seen many flowers bloomed already,<br />
Well want to see a fresh budding flower?<br />
Just go in front of the mirror and see yourself<br />
And feel the cosmic blessing that is on you, being showered.<br />
<br />
For even existence has arranged for a band for its flower fragile.<br />
The sun in the morning to kiss your sigh<br />
Eager Birds alongside chirping by,<br />
Passive Winds traveling a million miles.<br />
Just to shower their blessings on their prince,<br />
Just to make you smile.<br />
<br />
May you have all your loved ones around<br />
Although in pieces yet on emotional grounds.<br />
And peregrination for you has just begun,<br />
For there are miles ahead, miles to run !<br />
<br />
Many Many happy Returns of the day.<br />
<br />
<br />
Happy birthay<br />
ve a nice day <br />
<br />
blast up the day<br />
cheers!!<br />
 <br />
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					<pubDate>Thu, 02 Nov 2006 04:21:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Q.Why are fire engines red in colour</title> 
                    <link>http://sulail.tigblog.org/post/55713</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[  <br />
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 <br />
 Ans.<br />
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<br />
 fire engines have ladders. <br />
 ladders have steps.  <br />
 steps are one foot apart. <br />
 foot can be measured using rulers. <br />
 a ruler can b a king or a queen. <br />
 elizabeth is the queen of england. <br />
 elizabeth is also the name of a ship. <br />
 ships float on water. <br />
 water has fishes. <br />
 fishes hav fins.<br />
 fins r the people of finland. <br />
 the colour of the national flag of finland is red. so fire   engines are red.........<br />
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ahan i neva thought of it so deeply ..lol :p<br />
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					<pubDate>Tue, 24 Oct 2006 15:24:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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